A life of idleness in the world of demons

Chapter 80, Section 79: The Mountain King Disappears, the Grand Show Begins (8.1K words - Please Subscribe)
The glowing red-hot furnace fire leaped and danced, casting a flickering shadow of Qin Shanjun's imposing figure, like a small mountain.

Ning Xuan sat next to him, with a basin in front of him containing a kind of demonic shrimp. The shrimp was a low-grade demonic beast, but because of this, it had less toxins and was very popular because of its delicious taste.

However, the shrimp shell is extremely hard. Even a first-rank martial artist would have to spend a lot of effort to cut it open, and at least a second-rank martial artist would be needed to cook it.

Ning Xuan was holding a small knife and peeling the shells off the demon shrimp one by one, then throwing the shrimp meat into the water beside him.

With a series of thuds, crimson blood rose from the bottom up.

The water also became murky, making it impossible to see clearly.

Xiao Jie was helping out with some simple tasks, as were the Qin family women and Madam Zhao.

Qin Shanjun glanced at Ning Xuan.

Because of his attitude a few days ago, he looked down on this young man and lost some initial "impression points". Now, seeing him doing the work that this woman usually does, he couldn't help but say, "Xiao Ning, you are a general, why don't you see your junior sister doing this kind of work?"

Ning Xuan paused his skillful peeling motion and laughed, "Brother Qin, the matter of capturing the believers was resolved so smoothly. Brother Qin helped us get our revenge. What's wrong with me peeling some shrimp?"

"So smoothly?" Qin Shanjun raised an eyebrow, scoffed, and said, "Do you think this is easy? You haven't experienced the hardships along the way, so you don't know."

Ning Xuan put down the shrimp and knife, and said seriously, "It went very smoothly. No one died. Isn't that a success?"

Father, like son.

Qin Shanjun was taken aback.

Their eyes met in a deep, silent gaze.

Suddenly, they all fell silent.

Just then, a commotion suddenly broke out outside.

A family of three appeared at the door.

It was Yuan Xiaoye's family.

A man standing next to Yuan Xiaoye walked in laughing, bowed to Qin Shanjun, and said, "Brother Qin, our family has arrived as promised!"

Qin Shanjun smiled faintly and said in a deep voice, "You've worked hard these past few days. Tonight, we'll drink until we drop at my house."

Soon, more people arrived.

In addition to the family members from that day, there were also the heads of their households. These heads of households had previously accompanied Qin Shanjun on business trips, and tonight they were considered to have "returned victorious," so naturally a celebration banquet had to be held.

Victory celebrations are always a great opportunity to unite people's hearts and minds.

This is especially true for family dinners.

Ning Xuan silently picked up the shrimp trap and water basin and walked outside the boathouse.

Outside, Xiao Jie was burning firewood, while Yuan Xiaoye and a plump woman with a deep centipede scar on her face were helping her.

Xiao Jie paused for a moment when she saw her man leave.

In her heart, how could Young Master Ning, Husband Ning, have ever suffered such grievances?

It would be fine if they weren't in the banquet hall, but why would they come out and do this kind of work?
Her eyes were a little red and brimming with tears.

These days, she may have neglected her cultivation, but she gets along really well with those around her.

The plump woman suddenly got up, ran to Ning Xuan's side, and picked up the basin of water and shrimp trap with both hands. As she did so, she chuckled and said, "General Ning, don't meddle in women's work. Gentlemen, go inside and sit down."

Ning Xuan naturally used his strength to protect himself.

But the fat woman suddenly pulled, snatching the basin and shrimp trap from his hands, then tilted her head and chuckled, "This old woman has been a general for forty years, so I've also developed some strength."

Ning Xuan asked, "You've reached the third rank, haven't you?"

The obese woman said, "Hey, what's with all this talk about being a third-rank official? It's just about making a living."

Xiao Jie jumped out, stood on tiptoe, put her arm around the fat woman's shoulder, and laughed, "Husband, this is Aunt Mei! Aunt Mei is my great support!"

The obese woman looked at Xiao Jie with a somewhat doting expression, and Ning Xuan could tell at a glance that Xiao Jie might have had some extraordinary encounters these days.

He glanced around again and saw that the obese woman had come alone and had no family members.

Someone inside called out, "Mei Jingang, come in! You've done a great job this time too."

The obese woman said, "I won't go to places where those stinky men hang out."

Laughter erupted inside the room.

In the brightly lit area, Qin Shanjun was surrounded by a group of people like stars around the moon, full of vigor and chatting happily.

Ning Xuan glanced at it and then looked away.

He got it.

It's true that Qin Shanjun stood up for him and Lu Xuezhi, and it's true that he was worried that some disciples of the Five Poisons Sect would be converted into followers of the Mountain Demon Sect. But it's also true that he was vying for power.

After this incident, he had gathered many trusted confidants, and the timing was just right when the old man Lan Yu was about to die.

In a sense, Qin Shanjun is already a shoo-in for the next village chief, and may even have a real chance to unify the three villages and the Five Poisons Sect.

Therefore, he just reminded Qin Shanjun that "there is a problem".

Qin Shanjun listened and realized what was going on, but he still wouldn't tell anyone and would continue with the victory celebration banquet.

Because it's just as important to him.

He is a confident man, capable of both decisive action and retreat. He can make drastic cuts, abandoning his family and retreating unscathed once he senses trouble; he can also seize opportunities and ride the wave of power to rise back to the pinnacle of authority.

Qin Shanjun did show some leniency towards him and Lu Xuezhi because the two had helped his family escape unscathed. But ultimately, Qin Shanjun was also paving the way for his own future.

If he were to become the village chief, it would be related to and connected with Lu Xuezhi.

He will gain many advantages from this.

As Ning Xuan was thinking, he suddenly heard his wife's voice coming from inside the house again.

Qin Shanjun had just called Lu Xuezhi out and was introducing her to the members of the Five Poisons Sect, praising this junior sister for her extraordinary potential and boundless future. He said she was a legendary figure in Suizhou Dao and would surely be remembered in history.

Most of the people who came here were older than Lu Xuezhi. Some of the stronger and more senior ones said, "General Lu is Brother Qin's junior sister, and I am Brother Qin's brother, so General Lu is also my sister. In the future, if you need anything, just say the word." Some of the younger ones respectfully called her "General Lu," some praised her with smiles, saying, "General Lu is young and promising," and some hinted that "it's a pity we can't witness General Lu's heroic demeanor in Suizhou Road."
The foolish woman returned to that familiar environment where she was the center of attention, and felt right at home. She regained her ruthless and aloof demeanor, and greeted each of the Five Poisons Sect disciples with proper manners and a somewhat indifferent attitude of a superior.

Ning Xuan looked at the silly woman's smug attitude and really didn't know what to say. However, he had never considered her a teammate.

At that moment, he stood alone on a secluded railing on the deck of the houseboat, looking north.

Deep within the northern swamp, strange sounds of water arose—rows and rows of sounds that came from underwater, appearing and disappearing abruptly, accompanied by the deep, resonant roars of some kind of monstrous beast.

The distant water reflected the moonlight from the sky, and strange, colorful hues occasionally broke through the surface of the water, only to disappear in an instant, like some kind of fish or shrimp.

The night wind brought the biting cold of deep winter, along with a mixed smell of water vapor, aquatic plants, soil, and decaying matter.

Ning Xuan's black hair was blown wildly backward.

He misses his family.

Before he turned sixteen, he didn't think of life like this at all.
He just wanted to continue his dissolute life under his father's protection, indulging in cockfighting, horse racing, gambling, prostitution, and a life of debauchery, until his father chose a marriage partner and a life for him. Then he would turn over a new leaf, curb his playful nature, do more good deeds, and become a respectable new Master Ning.

But the world changes so drastically, it can be so absurd.

A moment later, a voice came from behind Ning Xuan.

“These days, there are more fish, shrimp, and monster meat in the market.”

Xiao Jie came up behind him, leaned on the railing, and lay down beside him, saying, "Husband, I accompanied Madam Zhao to buy vegetables several times. In the vegetable market area, many people said that after many years of breeding, the demon beasts may have reached a certain peak, and even a new demon beast king has emerged."

Ning Xuan asked curiously, "The Demon Beast King?"

Xiao Jie said, "The biggest difference between monsters and demons is that monsters don't have much brains, but the Monster King is already close to a demon, and can be considered an anomaly. There have been similar occurrences here before, and every time this happens, it's the season for a huge harvest of fragments."

After saying that, she chuckled and said, "That seductive Vajra is all alone. Her husband and daughter are dead. She probably treats me like her new daughter. I'm quite well-behaved, you know."

Ning Xuan sighed, "This is not a place to stay for long."

Xiao Jie asked, "Can't we leave?"

Ning Xuan remained silent, frowning, his eyes narrowing into a pair of cold, sharp blades.

He looked into the distance and said quietly, "It's foggy."

Xiao Jie said, "It happens like this at night in the swamp, especially in winter."

As she spoke, she suddenly wrapped her arms around Ning Xuan's waist from behind, pressing herself tightly against her husband.

Her body was trembling violently.

Ning Xuan glanced wryly at Lu Xuezhi, who was sitting in the crowd under the bright lights, and said, "Sometimes, you really should learn from your sister Lu."

Xiao Jie said with distress, "Nu Nu isn't as lucky as Sister Lu."

The two fell silent. After a while, someone called their names from behind, and they returned to the banquet. They mingled and feasted all night.

That night
After her daily cultivation session, Lu Xuezhi suddenly asked, "My senior brothers were all very welcoming, why did you leave alone tonight?"

Ning Xuan said, "Let's get some fresh air."

Lu Xuezhi said, "Don't do that next time. We are still counting on sects like the Five Poisons Sect to cooperate in the future and help His Majesty eliminate the treacherous officials of the Purple Cloud Temple."

Her tone regained its confidence and aloofness.

Ning Xuan chuckled. He had no intention of discussing or explaining anything with the foolish woman, but instead said, "You're right, I understand."

His tone was normal, without any provocation or coaxing.

Lu Xuezhi then gave up, responded, and went to sleep.

The next morning.

Ning Xuan got up very early, earlier than usual.

The fog outside had not yet dissipated.

Before dawn, the fog was still gray and hazy. The boat houses in the swamp and the black-tiled white walls near the small stone bridge in the distance were all shadowy and indistinct, like man-eating giant beasts crouching or lying in wait.

Ning Xuan suddenly heard footsteps, heavy footsteps.

He said, "General Qin, you drank quite a bit yesterday, why are you up so early today?"

Qin Shanjun smiled faintly and said, "I just drank too much, so I went out for a walk."

As he spoke, he stood up and leaped onto the railing of the houseboat.

Ning Xuan suddenly said, "Why don't we just expose it completely?"

Qin Shanjun frowned.

Completely exposing the truth means yesterday's celebration banquet has become a joke; if it's just overthinking, then it's an even bigger joke.

He squinted and thought for a moment, reviewing his experiences over the past few days, weighing the possibilities, and then commented with a smile: "Xiao Ning, caution is important, but courage is also very important. You are still young, and you are too hesitant in your actions and thoughts."

Ning Xuan wasn't angry. He said, "Then Brother Qin, be careful."

Qin Shanjun chuckled, his expression disdainful, like a great eagle soaring through the misty sky and flying away into the distance.

Ning Xuan watched his departing figure, then went back into the house, took off his clothes, hugged his wife, and went back to sleep.

Lu Xuezhi whimpered a few times in a daze and then fell asleep again. She had been practicing martial arts lately and was very tired, and she had also gone to bed too late last night.

That evening, Qin Shanjun wandered around the swamp boathouse, gave a few instructions to the Five Poisons Sect disciples near the water, saying that he had important business to attend to and would be back in three to five days at the latest, and then hurriedly left.

He left in a hurry, without even going back to his own houseboat for a stroll.

Nine days passed in the blink of an eye.

During these nine days, Ning Xuan also absorbed Gong Sizhi's power and comprehended the "Great Technique of Sensing Heaven and Earth and Transforming Reality into Illusion" of the third rank of martial artist, thus completely stepping into the realm of dual third rank.

As expected, the "Great Method of Feeling Heaven and Earth and Transforming Reality into Illusion" did not bring about a qualitative change in the martial artist's strength, nor was it a spiritual improvement. Rather, it opened up a new path for the martial artist, a path "from the inside out" and "from man to heaven".

A martial artist releases their own flesh and blood, visualizes themselves as a stream of yang energy, and then senses the vast yang energy in the world. As if "an ant can see the blue sky," by fully immersing themselves in the experience, they can connect with the surrounding yang energy of the world with a stream of supreme yang energy, thereby expelling their body and soul.

It is said to transform reality into illusion, but in reality it is just pure yang forcing the soul to leave the body.

A strong spirit requires more pure yang energy to counteract it.

Human souls are different from ghost souls.

Pure yang energy, when it falls on a human soul, causes no harm, like being soaked in warm water; but when it falls on a ghost, it is like hot soup poured on snow, making a hissing sound.

Similarly, Ning Xuan's understanding of the "Ghost Seal" transforming illusion into reality has also increased considerably.

However, whether it is a martial artist or a demon, there will be considerable flaws when "transforming between illusion and reality".

For an evil spirit to "transform the illusory into the real," the target must meet a certain rule. This rule mostly originates from the place where the evil spirit's resentment is most concentrated, which is also the center where yin energy can condense.

For a martial artist to "transform the real into the unreal," the surrounding environment is extremely important. At the very least, the yang energy around them must outweigh the yin energy. Otherwise, if they sense pure yin energy instead of pure yang energy when they "resonate with heaven and earth," they will be doomed.

Evil spirits, on the other hand, do not, because their ghost seals contain a large amount of pure yin energy, and they are connected to the mysterious Taiyin Ghost Domain through their natal evil treasures, so they can exert their power regardless of the surrounding environment.

simply put.
After reaching the third rank, if in a place with more yang energy, a demon's ghost seal falls down, the martial artist can use the "Great Technique of Sensing Heaven and Earth and Transforming Reality into Illusion" to knock the ghost seal away with one palm, then rush to the demon and strike it out of its skin with another palm, causing it to lose the power of its skin.

However, in a place with more yin energy, a martial artist can only rely on their own yang energy.
Of course, the appearance of evil spirits can be ever-changing. They can even make clothes from third-rank martial artists who possess yang energy. Overall, martial artists are still at a great disadvantage.

However, evil spirits that can achieve this level are all Taiyin ghosts, and the formation of Taiyin ghosts is far more difficult than the birth of a martial artist.

From this perspective, martial artists can regain the upper hand in terms of numbers.

If it were a martial arts world, and the Taiyin and Gui factions each developed for a hundred years before fighting, the martial arts would definitely win. However, people's hearts are fickle, and there is deceit and treachery among them.

The fact is that the glorious golden age of ancient sects has disappeared.

twilight
Ning Xuan returned to the boathouse.

Having absorbed Gong Sizhi's power, he now had more trump cards. Whether it was the Five Forces Link or the power that was infinitely close to the fourth rank after summoning the Heavenly Demon Talisman, it greatly increased his sense of security.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the room was tense.

Ning Xuan asked, "Brother Qin hasn't returned yet?"

Madam Zhao nodded, her eyes filled with worry, and she looked somewhat haggard. "He was busy before, leaving early and returning late, but he always came back. He's never been away for so long before. Besides, the village elders and village chiefs have already searched everywhere through people from other villages, but there's still no news of Old Qin. What should we do?"

Just then, a man flew down onto the deck.

This man was Yuan Xiaoye's husband.

The man said, "Brother Qin said a few days ago that he had important business to attend to. I guess it must be related to the Shanmo Cult. He dug out so many believers, so he must have suffered retaliation from the Shanmo Cult."

Ning Xuan asked, "Then what prompted Brother Qin to go out?"

The man said, "He must have noticed something, right? Brother Qin is decisive and has a keen eye for timing. He has the makings of a natural leader. He certainly doesn't want to miss this opportunity. We can't stay here any longer."

After saying that, the man cupped his hands again and said, "General Ning, you and General Lu are both from the same school as Brother Qin. Let's go together this time."

He clenched his fist: "The Mountain Demon Sect has gone too far! This is not cooperation, but an attempt to swallow up my Five Poisons Sect! Hmph, it's a pity that these beasts' conspiracy has been exposed. So, they want to use force? Ha, how foolish."

Just then, a bell suddenly rang out from the direction of the small stone bridge in the distance.

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The bell tolled nine times.

The man frowned and said, "Nine chimes? This is the first time I've ever heard of such a thing."

Madam Zhao glanced at Ning Xuan and explained, "When the bell tolls nine times, it's a matter of life and death. Everyone still in the Five Poisons Sect's inner village must gather near the small stone bridge to discuss countermeasures."

The man clasped his hands in a fist salute and said, "That's right, it must be about Brother Qin and the Shanmo Sect. This is indeed a matter of life and death. Sister-in-law, I'll take my leave first."

After saying that, he turned and left, then led his family toward the small stone bridge.

Ning Xuan, Lu Xuezhi, Xiao Jie, Madam Zhao, the Qin family girl, and others also rushed over.

The sun had set, and the light field was deep and profound.

The atmosphere was heavy under the thick, gray-black sky.

Three armchairs were placed in front of the bridge, and three old men sat on them, their withered and wrinkled figures lying on the ground, just like the passing daylight.

Old man Lan Yu was among them. He sat in the center, holding a cane. His white hair was disheveled, his old eyes were cloudy, and he did not look very well.

The other two elderly people are the village chiefs of the surrender faction and the radical faction, respectively. The former is named Qianzhuke and the latter is named Hantanlaolao.

Although these two were not as badly off as the old man Lan Yu, their signs of aging were a sign that their time was near.

Beside them stood twenty-one disciples, their hands and feet shackled, bowing their heads in repentance. Clearly, these twenty-one were the demon followers whom Qin Shanjun had previously exposed by "pouring urine on the Bodhisattva statue."

As people gradually gathered, they formed a circle around the bridge, much like a village meeting.

Soon, the three village chiefs raised issues and suggestions, and the villagers began to discuss them.

The matter is very clear.
Qin Shanjun's disappearance is very likely related to the Shanmo Cult.

After discussing it, the group came up with two options.

First, the only thing that could cause Qin Shanjun's disappearance is the Shanmo Sect. What we need to do now is to go to the Shanmo Sect unexpectedly, demand an explanation, and at the same time ask for his return.

If the Shanmo Cult doesn't admit to making the arrest, then fine, let them search the Shanmo Cult's temple; if they still can't find him, then join them in searching for Qin Shanjun.

Second, since the other side was able to develop twenty-one Five Poisons Sect disciples silently and also cause a master like Qin Shanjun to disappear, it shows that the other side is terrifying. In that case, it would be better to directly activate the mountain-sealing formation left behind by the former Five Poisons Sect in this fragmented world.

This mountain-sealing formation was originally prepared by the Five Poisons Sect to deal with the Taiyin Ghost, so the formation is extremely sturdy and has an extremely keen ability to detect ghostly energy. Once the ghostly energy reaches a certain threshold, the mountain-sealing formation will even automatically activate, blocking the Taiyin Ghost from entering.

The problem is that the great array of this fragmented world was temporarily built by the former Five Poisons Sect with all its might. It can be closed but not opened. If it is closed, it will take at least ten years to automatically reopen.

Everyone was talking about it.

Soon, someone shouted.

"What is the Mountain Monastery? Only those who respect those bastards deserve to be called a cult; otherwise, they are nothing."

"Indeed, a few minor demons might be able to act arrogantly in populated areas of the Central Plains, but here they dare to be so presumptuous. Humph, how laughable."

"Village chief, let's go to the Mountain Mo Sect and see what tricks they're up to!"

The shouts grew louder and louder.

Ning Xuan listened silently.

Lu Xuezhi, standing beside him, said excitedly, "Husband, I originally thought I wouldn't be able to complete the mission, but it seems I have another chance now."

No matter how strong the Mountain Mo Sect is, it is impossible for them to deal with the Five Poisons Sect. Not to mention, our Five Poisons Sect still has five fourth-rank experts.

Unless the Mountain Demon Cult also has five fourth-rank demons in charge, they are no match for us.

But the Samo Cult could never possibly possess so many powerful demons.

Ning Xuan admitted that what she said made some sense.

Both men were generals, so they had intelligence.

According to analysis, the main border between the Incense World and the Dragon Qi World is now in the Central Plains, while the Western Regions are relatively stable.

If a sect like the Mountain Monk Sect in the Western Regions could have five fourth-rank demons, the Central Plains would have been in chaos long ago.

Therefore, from this perspective, it is indeed unlikely that the Shanmo Sect would have such strong power to deal with the Five Poisons Sect.

From another perspective, he and Lu Xuezhi were already second-rank martial artists, enough to suppress a region, while the power of the Five Poisons Sect here was terrifying.

However, he still thought his wife was stupid.

Just then, another voice said, "But we have no evidence. If we rashly go to the Shanmo Sect, what if we anger them?"

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a furious voice.

The old man's hoarse voice boomed.

"shut up!"

"Shut up!!"

Old Man Lan Yu suddenly opened his cloudy eyes, his white hair disheveled, like a sleeping lion king awakening in anger.

The speaker shuddered in fright, his Adam's apple bobbing as if he had fallen into an ice cave, his head buzzing as he stood rooted to the spot.

Old Man Lan Yu slammed his cane down, looked at Thousand Spider Guest beside him, and demanded in a hoarse voice, "What kind of time is this? Are you still worried about angering those demon lords?!"

As he spoke, he stood up, pointed his cane at the bowing demon followers in front of him, and said sternly, "Evidence? What evidence do you need? My disciple just discovered these traitors, and they disappeared the moment after that!"
"I have no interest in these convoluted schemes and backstabbing. I don't have much time left to live, and I've finally found a qualified heir. I will definitely go and bring him back!"

Thousand Spider Guest looked displeased and was about to speak when Elder Blue Rain said directly, "Just tell me, are you going or not?!"

"I go!"

"I am coming too!"

Many disciples in the crowd raised their hands in response to Elder Lan Yu.

Granny Hantan was a radical and usually had little contact with demons. A thoughtful look appeared in her old eyes. After a moment's thought, she said, "If we're going, we should all go together. These demons have the strange power to recruit followers, so we can't be alone, lest we be devoured one by one. However, if we all go, the sect will inevitably be left empty."

"Leave one elder behind," said Elder Blue Rain, then looked at the old man beside him and asked with a sneer, "Old Man Thousand Spiders, what do you say?"

Qianzhuke said, "Lanyu, don't doubt that I'm colluding with demons. Once you become a believer, you become a slave. I'm not going to ruin my reputation on my deathbed. Let's go together and find out the truth."

Ning Xuan listened quietly.

Lu Xuezhi whispered in his ear, "Let's go together. Not only can we complete the mission, but we can also witness the prowess of masters like our master, which will benefit our cultivation."

As they were saying this, Elder Lan Yu's gaze also fell upon them.

"Snowy Fat," the old man Lan Yu's expression softened, "Master is old. You've been here for so many days, and Master hasn't looked for you."

Lu Xuezhi stepped forward and said, "Master, you will always be that master in my heart."

As she spoke, her eyes shone brightly, and she said, "You guarded Tianguang Gorge alone for three days and three nights, and while drinking, you elegantly repelled the demon tide, silently protecting the peace of Suizhou Road. Master's strength will forever be imprinted in my heart, and you are the role model I will always strive to emulate."

Old Man Lan Yu was stunned for a moment, and a hint of nostalgia appeared in his old eyes, along with a flash of a powerful young figure.

That figure was dashing and unrestrained, guarding the area with righteous indignation.

Back then, he single-handedly held off the demon tide and protected many people.

But back then, his vitality had not yet declined, and he was no longer the old and decrepit man he is now.

Old Man Lan Yu's old eyes crinkled with a slight smile, then he closed them, but a smile still lingered on his lips.

"I still remember that little girl who loved martial arts cried loudly and shed many tears when faced with the demon tide."

Lu Xuezhi said coquettishly, "Master, please don't say such things."

Old Man Lan Yu laughed heartily.

Before Ning Xuan could speak, Lu Xuezhi said, "This time, I will accompany you. I would like to witness your brilliance once again!"

Ning Xuan:
He took a step forward, attempting to salvage the situation.

This whole thing is suspicious; there's no way he would go to the Mountain God Sect.

Just then, before he could speak, Elder Lanyu shook his head and said, "No."

Lu Xuezhi asked, "Why not?"

The old man Lan Yu said, "This matter concerns the Five Poisons Sect, while you and Xiao Ning are generals of the imperial dynasty. You should not get involved in such matters. Leave immediately."

"I suppose the Samo Cult, with us coming to question them, won't have the resources to entertain you."

Lu Xuezhi protested, "Master."

Old Man Lan Yu said, "Let's go. The Western Regions are not your home. You should return home as soon as possible."

Lu Xuezhi turned her head and winked at Ning Xuan, signaling him to say a few words as well, as such a good opportunity could not be missed.

Ning Xuan actually came out. He clasped his hands in a fist and said respectfully, "I have learned from you, so I will also call you teacher."

Old Man Lan Yu nodded.

Ning Xuan said, "Teacher, I feel that it is not advisable to leave in a hurry. I would like to stay here for a few more days. How about my wife and I wait for your triumphant return at the Five Poisons Sect? Is that alright?"

Lu Xuezhi was dumbfounded, and kept giving her meaningful glances. Her big eyes seemed to say, "What are you talking about? I told you to say we should go and see for ourselves."

Old Man Blue Rain was also stunned, because the choice made by the young man was definitely not what he expected.

The air suddenly became quiet.

Old Man Blue Rain's expression drifted away, and then he rejected the idea, saying, "No! It's too dangerous!"

You and Xuezhi have lingered here for too long; it's time for you to leave.

Regardless of whether the Mountain God's religion has problems, the disappearance of the Mountain King is real, which means something must have gone wrong somewhere. Leaving now is the best opportunity.

Ning Xuan pleaded, "Teacher, we still want to keep it."

An obscure gaze flashed in the old man's eyes, then he shook his head, adopting the stubborn, superior attitude of an old man: "No. If you are worried about the dangers of the journey, I will send someone to escort you."

Ning Xuan turned his head slightly and saw that Xiao Jie was also looking in this direction, and standing next to Xiao Jie was that fat and fierce woman—Mei Jingang.

He suddenly said, "Let's keep Bai Yufei. She came here to learn martial arts, and it's pointless for her to come back with me now that she hasn't learned anything."

Old Man Blue Rain said, "Alright."

After saying that word, he lost all desire to talk to Ning Xuan and his wife again, turned around, and began to make arrangements.

Speed ​​is of the essence in war, and the warriors are full of stamina, so the date was set for tonight.

Most of the formal disciples went out, while their families could stay behind. In addition, some people were left to guard the Five Poisons Sect. Mei Jingang, Madam Zhao, and others were naturally among those who stayed behind.

Similarly, Ning Xuan and Lu Xuezhi must also leave tonight.

Moonlight is like water.

Ning Xuan packed his things.

There were footsteps ahead.

Xiao Jie rushed forward and threw herself into Ning Xuan's arms.

Ning Xuan was about to speak and explain something.

Xiao Jie said, "Don't say it."

She pressed her cheek against the man's back and said softly, "I understand that my husband is doing this for my own good. Even at that time, he was still fighting for me."

As she spoke, she cried out, "My husband, have a safe journey."

Ning Xuan said, "It won't be long."

Xiao Jie burst into laughter through her tears, her eyes sparkling like stars: "I'll wait for you."

(End of this chapter)